Scolding is scolding, you can't really ignore him, Wang Xiaohu dragged William Lin and ran wildly, and he couldn't tell the southeast and northwest, where to drill if there was a bright light, it was also strange to say, the two made a fuss in the Forbidden City, stunned that there was no armed police to arrive, not much effort, Concubine Zhen chased up, Concubine Zhen had a bitter face in the moonlight, how to look at how gloomy and infiltrating, really like William Lin said, never look for trouble with Wang Xiaohu, drifting in the east, and pestering William Lin in the west.

Wang Xiaohu didn't understand why the ghosts only pestered William Lin, but they all avoided themselves, in order to protect William Lin, he could only spit at the critical moment, but he was already running on fire, he spit out a few mouthfuls, and his mouth was dry and out of stock, so he could only use his body to protect William Lin, so after another ten minutes, Wang Xiaohu was so tired that he was about to collapse, but Concubine Zhen still shouted to the emperor in a sad voice, and went to catch William Lin.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on, suddenly a huge mouse squeaked in front of him on the open ground...... After screaming twice, he stood upright on his hind legs, and seemed to wave his hand at the two of them, turned his head and ran to the side. The mouse is particularly big, bigger than the average wild cat, blue eyes, black hair, running very fast, looming can see a shadow, Wang Xiaohu is in good spirits, such a big mouse, inevitable psychic things, legend has it that there is a town hall beast in the Forbidden City, maybe it is the big mouse, even if it is not, the mouse and the like also have a special instinct for danger, and will never stay in a place where the yin qi is too heavy, and follow the mouse may be able to run out of the Forbidden City.

Wang Xiaohu cheered up, dragged William Lin to run for his life, and saw that the mouse ran into a cloud of fog and disappeared without a shadow, which made Concubine Zhen more and more miserable, Wang Xiaohu didn't care about anything else and dragged William Lin into the fog, as soon as the two entered the fog, Concubine Zhen suddenly stopped, looked at the fog, showed a frightened look, and her figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.

Besides, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin entered the fog, and the hazy two suddenly saw a large hall in front of them, but the perspective was changed, like a bird's eye, the night sky was gloomy, and the huge Forbidden City was pitch black, there was no light, only a red lantern with a soft sedan chair carried by the two little eunuchs, quietly and silently hurried towards the Fengtian Palace, in the soft sedan chair, there was a urging voice with a hint of anxiety: "Hurry up, hurry up...... Give me a little quicker. ”

Although the picture in front of them was a little weird, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin saw someone and shouted impatiently: "Hey...... We're here! The shouting was loud, but no one paid attention, only the soft sedan chair trembled towards the Fengxian Palace, the two of them could move, they could shout, but they were trapped in a holographic movie like a nightmare.

The picture is flowing with scenes flashing, Fengxian Hall, located on the east side of the inner court of the Forbidden City, is the family temple of the Ming and Qing royal families to worship their ancestors. According to the Qing system, where there is a new year, longevity and sainthood, New Year's Day and national celebrations, etc., the big sacrifice is in the front hall; In the event of Christmas, death and Lantern Festival, Qingming, Zhongyuan, frost, New Year's Day and other days, incense is offered in the apse; All emblems, canonizations, canonizations, feasts, ploughing, tombs, hunting, Huiluan and other ceremonies are only reported in the apse.

The soft sedan chair stopped at His Royal Highness Fengxian, the people in the soft sedan shouted to stop, and an old eunuch respectfully helped out a person from the soft sedan chair, and as soon as the person appeared, William Lin shouted in surprise: "Damn, this is Pu Yi!" ”

Wang Xiaohu took a closer look, and it was true, this person was wearing a small hat, a robe, and glasses, with a delicate face, but his face was gloomy and anxious, it was the last emperor Pu Yi, the old eunuch helped Pu Yi to walk quickly to the top, Pu Yi looked anxious, his feet were hurrying, and he even stumbled twice and almost fell.

The main hall of Fengtian Hall suddenly lit up a candle, the candle flame was dim, and a man in green clothes with a small cloth bag on his back came out in the middle of the hall door, this man was also in his early thirties, dressed ordinarily, his eyes were bright, and there was nothing special. But there is a calmness and calmness on his body, which makes people dare not peep.

Pu Yi was obviously relieved when he saw this person, rushed forward, and said sadly: "Master Zhang, you ...... Are you going to leave me too? You are the worship of my Aixin Jueluo family, how can I be down, and I can afford to support you, why am I leaving? ”

As soon as the two words of worship came out, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but be surprised.

He once heard his father talk about the royal worship, this ancient profession that existed in the Tang Dynasty is too mysterious, legend Yuan Tiangang is the first generation of the royal worship, since then, every dynasty and every generation of the royal emperor, are indispensable to worship, these offerings are transcendent and mysterious existence, outsiders rarely know exactly who the Dao Dao is enshrined, and there is no exact official position.

The so-called worship is to set yin and yang, distinguish the five elements, observe the heavenly phenomena, and drive away evil spirits and gather auspiciousness.

Royal worship to the sky, ancestor worship, prayer, fixed imperial tomb, moving the palace, dream interpretation, etc...... are inseparable from worship, and in the more than 500 years of the Forbidden City, countless people have died tragically at the peak of power. If there is no worship to exorcise evil spirits, I am afraid that this place will have a long time of gloom, and there will be a brilliant atmosphere.

The worship is just hiding in the shadows to solve these problems for the royal family, which is not obvious to the statement, but it is really not indispensable for the royal family.

"Your Majesty, I'm useless." Master Zhang sighed and finished speaking, looking at Pu Yi with teary eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sour in his heart, the Zhang family has served the Qing Dynasty for two hundred years, and now it ......

Master Zhang bent deeply towards Pu Yi, missing Pu Yi walking into the darkness. The worship is only a guest invited by the royal family, not a courtier, let alone a minion.

Seeing Master Zhang turn around, Pu Yi still wanted to open his mouth to stay, but he clearly heard a sentence in his ears: "The gas is exhausted, the emperor, the thieves in the East China Sea are flourishing, looking powerful, it can't last long, don't seek skin ...... with the tiger"

These two words reached Pu Yi's ears, and Pu Yi, who was devastated, couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly knelt at the door of Fengtian Palace, and roared: "Ancestors, Liezong, open your eyes......"

The screams were terrible, echoing in the boss's imperial city......

The scene in front of them is so real, so real that the two of them even saw the tears falling from Pu Yi's face, they can say that they can move, but they can't affect anything, as if they are watching an extremely real movie clip, more like two ghosts passing through the shackles of time and space, witnessing history.

"This is the scene before Pu Yi left the palace, right? Damn, we're not going to cross over, are we? As soon as William Lin said a word, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, seeing the commotion in the imperial city, there was a faint roar of artillery fire in the distance, a pale emperor urged loudly, a little eunuch rushed into the emperor in a panic, and then the old eunuch scolded loudly, the little eunuch kept kowtowing, but the emperor didn't look at it, and some guards stepped forward to drag the little eunuch to no one's place, and stabbed his head.

A human head fell to the ground, still staring at the round, as if looking at Wang Xiaohu and William Lin, the bright red blood invaded the land, and a resentment rose in the blood, but before the resentment could be formed, there was suddenly a huge brilliant aura in the distance that suppressed the resentment, and then this resentment seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, dragged into an unfathomable place, and then countless soldiers and horses surrounded by the Forbidden City.

The picture turned again, time seemed to start to flow back here, the two saw the intrigue in the boss's palace, countless palace maids, eunuchs, ** concubines, ministers, died tragically in the imperial city, whether it was Qianlong, who was known as the perfect old man, or Kangxi, who was the emperor of the ages, everyone's body was burdened with countless lives, but every time the resentful breath was together, it seemed that there was a pair of invisible big hands to disperse all the resentful breath and take it away.

History is still going backwards, the more forward, the more people die, Wang Xiaohu saw Dolgon enter Beijing City, saw Li Zicheng enter Beijing City, saw Li Zicheng's men go to catch palace maids, cut down Ming Dynasty officials, eunuchs, in the dark, far away under a crooked neck tree, there is a deep sense of unwilling resentment echoed in the imperial city for a long time.

Then, the two saw the case of the attack on the ground, the red pill case, the palace transfer case, the alchemy and perversion of Emperor Jiajing, and the leopard room of Emperor Zhengde, the mediocrity, Liu Jin's cruelty, and countless people died in this majestic palace, killed, suicidal, old, sad and killed, and killed...... The two witnessed the Forbidden City at its truest level: lonely, cold, and depressing...... Every emperor is constantly killing, but they are also afraid of being killed, and the emperors have everything in the world, but they are afraid of losing everything, so they are restless, restless, and vigilant......

Seeing the extremely real past, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin felt a chill rise in their hearts, is the Forbidden City still the pride of the country, representing the most majestic place of a nation for hundreds of years? This is simply a huge slaughterhouse, the difference is that this slaughterhouse is incomparably rich, incomparably rich.

The picture is still flickering, flashing scenes of people's hearts, deceitful and deceitful, you live and die...... Looking at the emperors who were once high and did things that were even more unbearable than ordinary people, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin were surprised to find that the emperor was also a mortal in the flesh, and he also had seven emotions and six desires.

I don't know how long it took to say that the two of them were shocked by the historical truth, and suddenly the picture stopped in the Yangxin Palace, in which sat a middle-aged man wearing a Ming Huanglong robe with a gloomy face, and on the opposite side stood an old monk who was more than six or seven years old and dressed in black.

The middle-aged man didn't know which emperor Lu Dao was, he looked a little anxious, stared at the old monk and asked in a deep voice, "Isn't there still Zhu Yunwen's whereabouts?" ”

The old monk said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Zhu Yunwen can't be found overnight, but please rest assured, Zheng He will go to the West again, and if he doesn't go to sea, there will definitely be news." ”

Wang Xiaohu's heart moved, he knew who this emperor in the yellow robe was, that was the builder of the Forbidden City, Emperor Yongle, Zhu Di!